Thank The Lord We All Come Together Into Coalesce Poem by Mark Heathcote

Thank The Lord We All Come Together Into Coalesce

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If you've reached heights, a fall means death
If you've swum a lake, any drop in stroke
Will lead you to your ultimate swift demise
Then, fear no more, sirs, and dip your toes
Hang upside down from your father's balustrade
Like a bat about to take a long-earned snooze
In a cavern where no one else could dare breathe
Eking out a living, be happy with your subsistence
And there, whilst you too are sinfully sinning
Be blest - that you are alive and living.
Be happy the breeze is under imaginary wings
If you've reached heights, a fall means death
Hold on to your breath and wave
Thank the lord we all come together into coalesce.

Saturday, October 3, 2015
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Kumarmani Mahakul 03 October 2015

Be happy the breeze is under imaginary wings. Death is definite in life. Very amazing poem shared with interesting lines., ....10

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